_Syr J._ I shall tell the now the matter playn,-- She is angry with me and hath me in dysdayn 360 Because that I do her oft intyce To do some penaunce, after myne advyse, Because she wyll never leve her wrawlyng,[270] But alway with the she is chydyng and brawlyng; And therfore I knowe, she hatyth [my] presens. 365 _Johan._ Nay, in good feyth, savyng your reverens. _Syr J._ I know very well, she hath me in hate. _Johan._ Nay, I dare swere for her, master curate: [_Aside_] But, was I not a very knave? I thought surely, so god me save, 370 That he had lovyd my wyfe, for to deseyve me, And now he quytyth hym-self; and here I se He doth as much as he may, for his lyfe, To styn[te][271] the debate betwene me and my wyfe. _Syr J._ If ever she dyd, or though[t][272] me any yll, 375 Now I forgyve her with m[y][273] fre wyll; Therfore, Johan Johan, now get the home And thank thy wyfe, and say I wyll not come. _Johan._ Yet, let me know, now, good Syr Johan, B i _b_ Where ye wyll go to supper than. 380 _Syr J._ I care nat greatly and I tell the. On saterday last, I and ii or thre Of my frendes made an appoyntement, And agaynst this nyght we dyd assent That in a place we wolde sup together; 385 And one of them sayd, he[274] wolde brynge thether Ale and bread; and for my parte, I Sayd, that I wolde gyve them a pye, And there I gave them money for the makynge; And an-other sayd, she wolde pay for the bakyng; 390 And so we purpose to make good chere For to dryve away care and thought. _Johan._ Than I pray you, Syr, tell me here, Whyther shulde all this geare be brought? _Syr J._ By my fayth, and I shulde not lye, 395 It shulde be delyvered to thy wyfe, the pye. _Johan._ By God! it is at my house, standyng by the fyre. _Syr J._ Who bespake that pye? I the requyre. _Johan._ By my feyth, and I shall not lye, It was my wyfe, and her gossyp Margerye, 400 And your good masshyp,[275] callyd Syr Johan, And my neybours yongest doughter An; Your masshyp payde for the stuffe and makyng, And Margery she payde for the bakyng.[276] _Syr J._ If thou wylte have me nowe, in faithe I wyll go. 405 _Johan._ Ye, mary, I beseche your masshyp do so, My wyfe taryeth for none but us twayne; She thynketh longe or I come agayne. _Syr J._ Well nowe, if she chyde me in thy presens, I wylbe content, and take [it] in pacyens. 410